Keep your Eyes Peeled for God

It’s been going on for a while now, this counting one thousand gifts thing.  I count them on my phone app, I count them on this blog, I count them in my journal. And they have been adding up, one by one. I guess I have counted more than one thousand by now. But I’ve got to keep going. And I am finding each one of these gifts as precious as the next one. Or the next.

Because when I received a dead snake as a gift, it really changed my life.

And when I walk in my woods and smell the wet dirt, it fills my lungs with joy. And when God causes me to call someone and say the very thing that lifts their soul, I am giddy with happiness.

Each gift makes me keenly sensitive to realities I may otherwise overlook. Each gift makes me keely aware of life. Each gift makes me thankful, and that makes me feel alive.

It’s a very deliberate thing, this counting one thousand gifts thing. Because I have to open my eyes, and my ears and my heart. I have to watch for them. And the more I look for them, the more I see them. They are everywhere. I see them in the lighting bugs in the hot summer night, and the free ten minutes in the middle of a crazy-busy day, and the sweet taste of ice cream, and the puddles on the road, and the tomato on my plate, and the pillow for my head.  I am watching, I am anticipating, I am excited. Like finding a treasure, or unearthing a gold coin, or discovering something so beautiful it takes your breath away. I am deliberate, and it is good. It is very good.

It’s a definite God-thing, this counting one thousand gifts. Because in each one of them, I see God. I see His mercy, His kindness, His provision, His faithfulness, His ways. I see His heart. I see that He is closer than our very breath. I see that He loves to display His character is the dead snake, and the wet dirt, and the friends who smiles, and the friend who finds grace when her husband leaves her. And the pain that stops. And the child that lives. And the child that dies and goes home to Him. And the child who hands me a picture of a rainbow and I remember that He is God.

It’s a life-changing thing, this counting one thousand gifts. Because it opens us up to what the eyes can’t always see, and it makes what’s important relevant, the way it ought to. I don’t think I can ever stop.

 

Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann Voskamp

#720  My grand’child growing in my daughter-in-law’s womb!

#721  Feeling refreshed when I woke up

#722 Giving a class that people like

Sometimes, I link up with any or all of these wonderful writers: Hearts 4 Home, SDG, Hearts Reflected, WLW, EOA, Things I can’t say, Growing Home, Play Dates with God, Monday Musings, Hear it on Sunday, Inspire Me Monday, Tell me a Story, The Better Mom, a Mama’s Story, Into the Word, In and Around Mondays,OYHT, Gratituesday, Titus2Tuesdays, Extraordinay, Lessons from Ivy, Denise in Bloom, Sweet Blessings, Faith Filled Friday, Finding Joy, WholeHearted Home, Mom’s the Word,

 

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27 comments

  1. Hola! Wow! Your words penetrate right into my soul. I feel refreshed and enpowered! Just today, as I was driving home from work, my eyes filled with tears as I prayed to God how desperately I need to feel the joy that only He can give. I miss it. Thank you for sharing and for linking up with Soul Food Monday…hope to continue seeing you each Monday! I so needed to read this. Thanks!

    ~SimplyyMayra
    PonderWonders @ http://www.simplyymayra.com

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  2. I’d say our Father has us on the same page today… Little things aren’t really little, they’re bigger than the big things. Maybe we need to come up with a new term for them? Counting the blessings one by one. Thanks for the reminder.

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  3. I reached 1000 gifts a few months ago but I couldn’t stop either. There’s something addicting to it. You say it SO well here:

    “I am watching, I am anticipating, I am excited. Like finding a treasure, or unearthing a gold coin, or discovering something so beautiful it takes your breath away. I am deliberate, and it is good. It is very good.”

    Amen. Thanks for putting that into words for all of us!

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  4. “Each gift makes me thankful . . .” the counting helps open our eyes to the opportunity to be thankful. Thank you for sharing with us about your list 🙂

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  5. Thank you for sharing you lovely story at “Tell Me a Story.” Yes, dead snakes can be a gift too — they remind us that Satan has lost the sting and Jesus brings us life and joy! Continue to count His blessings one by one and over one thousand is good too.

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  6. Hi Barbara
    This is beautiful. What an awesome post to share with us. I need do more deliberate counting. Life gets so crazy that I sometimes I forget the gifts I take for granted in everyday life. It’s been a rough day at my house and I really needed your post tonight. Thank you

    Also
    Thanks for sharing at our Thursday Favorite Things Blog Hop.
    Angel

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  7. This is absolutely beautiful and oh so true! So many blessings anywhere and everywhere; truly humbling! Thank you so much for stopping by and sharing this with This Momma’s Meandering Mondays, hope to see you again! Have a wonderful week!

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